Many things define us –

And mebbe we allow

What cannot be

To see us out

Of life so precious.

But one thing refines us:

It is the love we make

And maintain

For another,

Despite their hatred

Or disdain

Or ejection

Or rejection.

And in moments of calm

And clear-headed balm

There is a certain respite

In knowing true love

Between two far apart

Could have


Paired the hearts lost

To foolish


And that most awkward of


The love of two strangers

Who on that first meeting


Truly one,

As no one, ever,

Was ever –

Ever! – able to




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